Kind of embarrassing. I seem to have run out of gas so close to the finish line. Less than two months left until Mists releases and I ran out of words. So lately I’ve been playing rather than writing about WoW, doing important things like fishing up Sea Ponies. Fortuitously, just as the Darkmoon Faire came to town I stumbled across a quest that’s more than likely been around for a long, long, time. It’s new to me so in case anyone else missed it too, Spawn of Jubjub, another companion pet to be had!

The reason I think the quest’s been around a long time is that it involves the use of Dark Iron Ale that can be purchased from Plugger Spazzring in the Grim Guzzler in Blackrock Depths and more than likely you’ll find it on your AH too.

I had read that you only need two Dark Iron Ales but in my case it took a few more. The quest giver is Morja. She’s standing in the area of the Darkmoon Faire where you do the First Aide quest on the injured carnies.

She has no quest for you when you arrive, you have to lure Jubjub close to her for the question mark to appear. I put an ale down hoping that would be enough but no, I had to go into the forest behind her and find him. Once you find him, lure him to her by placing your ales down and he’ll follow you. Once he’s close, she gives you the quest and you can trade her a Dark Iron Ale for an egg. I’m now the proud owner of an Unhatched Jubling Egg and in about six days I will have my own Jubling! Yay! I love the smell of free pets in the morning!

So if you haven’t done it yet, go there, do that, and it will be yours too!

There are blogs that I follow but rarely comment on because I’m so starstruck I lose me words. Need More Rage is one of them and everyone knows Ratshag is such a master of words I become tongue-tied at the thought of speaking to the master. It’s always a little sad when someone you enjoy moves on. I always expect them to be there writing for ME ME ME but honestly, that’s very selfish of me.

So I was delighted when I caught a glimpse of Ratshag in retirement. It cheered me up, so if you miss him too it might help to know he’s having a fine time chilling … um … ambering and looks all set to have a lovely romantic pinic. Don’t know what his plans are for that little crocolisk, maybe Croc au vin for lunch?

This is a tale of desire and obsession. It spans more than a year. I have been on a mission that nearly ended in madness. While you all were off killing Deathwing and everything I’ve been in pursuit of the famed, elusive, Mechanical Chicken. Try to top that … yeah, speechless aren’t you. It wasn’t an easy job, but someone had to do it, no matter the risk to my sanity.

Seems simple enough but as I endlessly slaughtered beasts with no beacon in sight, I started to wonder if I’d completed these, or one of them or two. I can’t remember which characters have done what anymore. This has been going on for over a year, surely something would have dropped by now. I was beginning to give thought to calling Blizzard support and yelling, “Nevermind attending to those hacked accounts, WHERE ARE MY BEACONS? I MUST HAVE BEACONS NOW!”

Thankfully a commenter on Wowhead posted this method for finding out whether you’d completed any of the quests. According to it I had only completed the quest in Tanaris. I had killed a couple thousand Noxious Whelps in Feralas hoping for either the beacon or a Tiny Emerald Whelpling and nothing. And they are exceedingly noxious those whelps, look at what those little bastar … those whelps drop. AND that’s a rich one, some only carry copper.

Not knowing whether I had deleted a beacon in the past, whether another would drop if I had, I continued on my road to madness, endlessly killing low level mobs, it’s worse than fishing. Finally, FINALLY, the Feralas beacon dropped. I moved on to The Hinterlands and killed anything that moved there … for days on end. Yesterday the final beacon dropped.

I headed to Booty Bay to turn my quest in! Finally you will be mine chicken! All mine! I turned in the quest. I was told “You don’t meet the requirements for that quest.” WHAT! I will turn this town into a smoking heap of ashes if I do not get my chicken!! I AM SO NOT KIDDING HERE GNOME! Intimidation apparently worked as on my second attempt at turning in the quest he saw things differently and gave me my chicken. Yeah Gnome, you’re feeling me aren’t you, don’t play that game with me.

After a year searching, I’d found my chicken at last. But as happy as I was I had other problems concerning me. Every time I turned in a quest I noticed reputation dropping with my good friends the Bloodsail Buccaneers. Was our relationship completely destroyed? Nothing for it but to go see.

Thank Elune, I was still welcome. I wasn’t an honored guest anymore but they still greeted me warmly. Good, we’re still BFFs. I stayed a while to chat but the way Good-Boy Bruce was starring at my chicken was totally freaking me out. So that’s 121, who’s next? I guess it’s back to Feralas to make my fortune a few crumby coppers at a time off those obnoxious Noxious Whelps. Maybe my luck has changed, maybe they’re ready to hand over that Tiny Emerald Whelpling to keep me from stealing their savings. There’s no harm in dreaming.